#Billy/steve

[dreaminginpencil]

Oh, honey I'd walk through fire for you Just let me adore you Like it's the only thing I'll ever do

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[sh1tbird-shantytown]

Steve had a hesitant friendship blooming with Chrissy Cunningham. She was kind and loved being around the kids, even though they were brats most of the time. And it helped that she took any excuse to stand Jason Carver up.

She sat in his passenger seat, Dustin in the back with his head down in a notebook. Something about an impossible equation.

“He’s changed this year,” she continued on about her ex-boyfriend. “He’s turned into this bully that needs everyone’s attention!” She tried to sound annoyed, but he knew she felt a lot more about Carver’s rise to fame than she let on.

He sighed when she continued to frown at her hands in her lap.

“You have to forget about him, Chris,” he turned into the school. “Go out and spend some time with someone outside of that clique of yours,” he smiled back at her pinched expression.

She suddenly perked up, he could almost see the lightbulb above her ponytail.

“What about you?”

Steve looked up from where he’d been focusing on fixing his hair in the mirror, “What?” his voice raised an octave.

Chrissy nodded to herself, long past an actual response from Steve, “The movies,” she decided quickly. “That Beverly Hills Cop sequel just came out, you like that stuff, right?”

He stuttered as she gathered her things and opened the car door, “Y-Yeah?”

“Great!” she grinned at him from outside and waved before shutting the door and merging into the sea of high schoolers.

Dustin groaned behind him and Steve felt his eyes zip up to check on the kid.

“What are you doing?”

-

Chrissy was dressed in her usual skirt and polo combo that she always wore outside of school events. She wasn’t dressed to impress, and that made Steve feel about 90% more comfortable as she practically jumped into his car.

She was a little shaky, but he bit his tongue about it when she turned the radio on and turned the southern drawl of George Strait up.

So, he politely drove them the thirty minute drive in silence.

And when they arrived, she seemed to have lost all ambition. When some girls he knew had been giving her a hard time about dumping the douche that’s called her his girlfriend, were staring at them as they walked up to the theater. Their gossip hungry eyes trained on the awkward distance they had.

For a regular couple going to the movies anyway, as far as he knew, he and Chris were perfectly fine with personal space.

But, he offered her his arm and she gratefully took it.

He ordered their tickets for them and let her pick the snacks. Let the girl behind the counter give them falsely knowing glances as she buttered their popcorn.

He fought off the urge to roll his eyes at them all as Chrissy pulled at a string on his jacket and kept her eyes trained on her Mary Jane shoes.

He got them in the theater, through the movie, and Chrissy back home before nine.

And he actually had a pretty good time. Which, he told her.

She smiled that crooked grin of hers, “I did too,” she said like she hadn’t expected to. “I thought I’d be too scared to actually do something different.”

He handed her one of the movie stubs, “Here.” He laughed lightly at her confusion. “It’s to remember that you have a life outside of high school politics.”

She laughed with him and delicately pressed the piece of paper to her chest, “Thank you.”

“Anytime.”

-

He and Chrissy hung out more often, so much so that it was messing with his schedule with Robin.

“I don’t see what’s so special about her,” she complained from her spot behind the counter.

He’d been going through the return bin before she’d kicked him out and began stress working while she ranted about how he’d been neglecting their relationship.

“She needs a friend, Rob,” he tried explaining for the hundredth time. “And she’s a good person, I think you’d really like her if you gave her a chance,” he added the last bit with a lilt to his tone.

She gave him an unimpressed response, “She’s a cheerleader and I eat my lunch by sneaking into the library. We have nothing alike.” She paused and then looked him up and down, judging. “You on the other hand….”

Steve crossed his arms and glared at his supposed best friend.

“Uh-oh,” an easily recognizable voice broke their focus, “There seems to be trouble in paradise!”

Billy Hargrove wobbled his way in on his cane and leaned himself against Steve and the counter in front of them.

Robin huffed out a nasty laugh, “Steve’s got himself a girlfriend, and has left me out like chopped liver.”

He rolled his eyes, but grew confused at Billy’s angry expression.

He side eyes Steve and quietly asked, “Girlfriend?” like the word itself was an accusation.

He shook his head in quick disagreement, already feeling safer by the way Billy’s upset demeanor deflated.

“Chrissy is my friend. I told Rob that I’ve sworn off any new relationships.”

“Ah,” Billy’s walls pulled themselves back up. But, he didn’t pull away, so that was a plus.

Robin watched them, an odd and understanding aura to her gaze, “Steve doesn’t like girls anymore.”

Steve made an assortment of mortified noises as Billy cackled at his side.

“That is not what’s happening,” he defended himself, rather lamely. Robin tilted her head at him like he was lying, and Billy ruffled his hair, causing Steve’s usually tamed hair to fly everywhere.

Billy’s hand left his head when he looked at him, the other’s mouth opened slightly as he stared at the mess he’d made. Robin rolled her eyes and ignored them, returning to the cart of tapes.

Steve blinked back at Billy, not quite ready to get back to work himself.

“Not that into girls….” Billy trailed off when Steve tucked the hairs that were tickling his cheeks behind his ears.

Just when Steve was about to say something to defend his lackluster love life he’d probably regret, Billy’s watch began beeping. Obnoxiously.

“Shit,” Billy pressed a button and gave one more lingering stare at Steve’s face before leaving their joined space. “I have to go pick up Max from school,” he explained.

Steve smiled and nodded as Billy unwrapped his arm around his shoulders and took his leave with an awkward nod goodbye.

“You’re so far gone,” Robin finally snorted when the door finally shut.

“What the Hell, Rob?”

-

Chrissy was the last person to arrive at game night.

The Henderson’s dinner table was the busiest it had ever been, and Mrs. Henderson was having the time of her life hosting.

“Steve!” She called just as he was shutting the door behind his friend. She rounded the corner and cooed at the new addition of another girl. She hugged Chrissy and patted her cheek as she looked her over. “Oh, aren’t you pretty,” she sweetly complimented. “You really know how to find the right people, Steve,” she giggled to herself and left them alone. Apparently deeming Chrissy appropriate for their traditions.

He shook his head when Chrissy looked at him in complete confusion, sending her into a fit of shocked laughter.

“I love it here,” she whispered, mostly to herself, and made her way further into the house. He followed behind her, amused by her unfamiliar hesitation.

Lucas noticed them first, desperately finding an excuse to get out of his spot between a loudly feuding Max and Mike.

“Hey, Chrissy!” he jogged over to them after squeezing out. She relaxed noticeably, finding something familiar in the kid. “Welcome to Hell,” he joked as Max hit Mike upside the head behind him. She jumped at the outraged yell Mike directed at his assaulter.

“Glad to be here,” she replied, albeit a little faint on the genuine tone.

Steve caught Billy’s fleeting eye from across the room, and turned to Chrissy to part ways. But, she was already looking at him, and not in a confident way.

“What’s wrong?”

“Could you introduce me to her?” she pointed over at Robin. And he smirked as he watched Robin catch their gazes and turn bright pink.

“Absolutely,” he offered his arm.

[boltedfruit]

Harringrove commission!

[shieldofiron]

Redemption arcs don’t happen in one day, Steve. (insp.)

[lostlimerence]

Billy/steve/eddie fic rec alert:

People please please go and read this fic by Florentium - I’ve just stumbled across it and oh my fucking god the writing is stunning, the characterisation is amazing, character dynamics between the three ugh - you will not be disappointed - show this author some lovvveee!!

[angryhuangyu]

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Happy New Year 🎉 thank u to u all who like my fanart and to all my moots! Here's to even more good shit in 2023! 🎉✨

[lucihatesgoats]

Billy would grab Steve by his jaw and ask, “who’s a pretty boy?” and wouldn’t thrust until Steve answered.

[zerokrox-blog]

Richard and Gloria Harrington decided it was high time to at least try and reconnect with their son, Steven, whom they hadn't seen since he was about twelve. They knew that he now lived in Boston with several families from Hawkins. They had moved to Boston a few years ago. Steve's social media was pretty bare. He followed only the kids and families of the people he had moved with, and a single band named Corroded Coffin. Both of the Harrington parents were curious about him now. So they decided to go to Boston and try and find their son.

The photos on his social media told them he lived in a nice neighborhood in South End of Boston, a trendy and eclectic area in Boston, so they went there. They drove around the area, and once realizing how big it was they decided to go to a nearby park and maybe reach out to Joyce Byers via Social media, hoping she'd answer.

They pulled over on a smaller residential street. And as Gloria started pulling her phone, the door of the house they were in front of was thrown open. A man with long dark curly hair came running out, he looked oddly familiar but neither Richard nor Gloria could tell where they had seen him before. He was carrying a large water gun, directly behind him came a taller blonde haired man, also carrying a large water gun, racing after him. The two of them chased each other around the front yard, laughter mingling with the sound of water hitting each other. Then Gloria and Richard Harrington froze in surprise as the front door opened once more and this time, a very, very familiar man came out, unnoticed by the other two he was carrying a large water gun as well. And they both watched frozen in shock as Steve Harrington, their son, darted out and attacked both his partners dead on and both of them in tandem turned to him, laughter changing into mad cackles as they tried to tackle him. But Steve was faster. He dodged and the water sprays hit where he had been standing before. He splashed both of them directly in the face one after the other. Both of them looked at each other and dropped their now empty water guns and together ran at Steve. Steve laughed out loud and ducked away from them. The three of them chased each other around the front yard, laughing maniacally. Gloria watched as after several minutes of keeping away from them both Steve tackled the blonde-haired man to the ground and the long curly haired man tackled Steve except he easily shifted so the blonde haired man was once again tackled. Steve roared with laughter and dropped. The two other men looked at each other and as one grabbed Steve and Long-Curly Hair sat on top of Steve. Richard slid the window open so he could hear the names.

"Eddie, Billy let me up!" he cackled.

Both of them snorted "nope. You have been fouled by the villainous Billious the Broken and Edgar the Evil! Be gone brave knight!" Eddie exclaimed. Laughter between the three swelled. Eddie and Billy were snorting as Steve cackled loudly.

Slowly their laughter tapered off and all three sat up grinning at each other, expressions filled with mirth and adoration.

Their next door neighbor, a elderly man, came out onto his porch and waved at them. All three men waved back, easily standing and going over to talk, and as Richard and Gloria Harrington got out of their car, Steve turned towards them, finally noticing their car from the corner of his eyes.

His expression at once shuttered, face going blank. The joy and amusement on his face went cold. His eyes, before having been sparkling, were now empty. Both of his partners turned around with him, to see what caused him to stiffen up.

Richard held out his hand, "hello Steven."

[iridescentmemoria]

Is the harringrove ship community still alive? I wanna sneak in the back door and enjoy the party with y'all.

[skyjynxart]

I know it doesn’t match the winning result but listen... I’m going somewhere with this. Style might shift a LOT over the course of this... I’m really just getting back into making comics after uni killed my love for them.

[002:(coming soon)]

[kallisto-k]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington Characters: Billy Hargrove, Steve Harrington Additional Tags: Harringrove Kinktober 2023, Kinktober, Virginity Kink, Guy-Virgin Steve, Mention of pegging, Dirty Talk, Billy fantasizing about their first time Series: Part 23 of Harringrove Kinktober 2023 Summary:

Billy can't get over the fact he gets to be Steve's first guy in every way

For day 23 of @harringrovekinktober it’s time for virginity kink!

[dreaminginpencil]

🎶 says he can't believe he found me, wraps his arms around me

[sh1tbird-shantytown]

FINAL CHAPTER

Chapter 7 - "Pretty in Pink"

HERE

He leaned into it, feeling anxiety about the switch of Billy’s confidence, “At this point, I could really use some transparency from someone.”

Billy looked him, plainly, in the eye, “That’s what I’m trying to be here,” he defended. And, just when he seemed to find the right words, he deflated right before Steve’s eyes. “Did you love Nancy?”

[boltedfruit]

Harringrove commission!

[shieldofiron]

They gang up on him all the time.

[midnightmare-fics]

Shower Antics

Ship: Harringrove (Steve Harrington/Billy Hargrove)

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 7,054

Warnings: top billy, bottom steve, smut, pwp (we're starting to add plot), first time blow jobs, almost caught, anal, billy is a tease and a shit, steve is already whipped and in love with that dick, billy is also kinda sweet, dirty talk, name-calling, a new type of relationship

Summary:

It's been a long week.

Billy's been nothing short of a total dick, ignoring him or picking on him - just generally acting like nothing happened between them. He hasn't shown up, hasn't cornered him, hasn't given him an ounce of pleasure after leaving him literally aching for his cock. Steve's pissed now, aching from a weekend of empty, half-assed orgasms that just aren't satisfying.

And then... Everything flips on its head again.

~ Sequel to Locker Room Antics - Now A Series! ~

Bingo: @harringroveson-bingo

Card Three, Prompt C2 - Shower Sex

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